Category: Relationship Talk
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If Only
WARNING: For mature audiences. “They are asking for you again,” Tiff whispers to me, giving the piece of paper with drink orders to Travis, our bartender. I glance at her, and she gives me a warning look, leaning her hip against the bar table. “You know, this is the fifth time they have requested you.…
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Call it Writer’s Block or the Nightmare of Modern Dating
The mystery of love. I’m sitting here on my bed, listening to old, nostalgic jazz music, staring at this white, blank screen. The cursor blinks and blinks like a ticking time bomb, always a ticking time bomb, as if it would explode and shatter my eyeglasses. While I briefly imagine what would happen if a…
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Who Am I to You?
Who am I to you? I’d like to say that I am more than what meets the eye. I find it absurd that some people make assumptions about who I am, especially those who only knew me for two months. They ask generic, superficial questions, maybe dabble in a few intellectual conversations, and then suddenly,…
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My Body, My Temple
By: Charlene Frett He lays his head against my chest, between my breasts, tracing the creases and outlines of my body. His fingers glide along the folds of my stomach, circle around my navel, and travel down to the marks on my thighs. We are sweaty and slick from the positions our bodies performed, and…
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Sweet Dreams, My King
By: Charlene Frett “Listen,” they say. “Listen!” “Do it. Do it now!” “Quickly. Quickly!” I watch the shadows of the night creep upon our bed sheets, teeth mimicking the scraping of fabric, nails clawing at toes. I can almost hear them—the demons—screeching and squalling against the curtains, thirsting for blood on their tongues. And I…
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Favorite Color
My favorite color Used to be red. How easy it was to swipe the shade Across my lips And pull it over my head To hug my body. But they didn’t like that color on me Only liked to see the dress On their bedroom floor instead. They convinced me all the time I started…
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Don’t You Dare Underestimate Me
There must be some of us who have the desire to hurt a soul, to destroy the ones that had bruised us the most. I cannot speak for all, but you must understand what it feels like; that pain of utter deceit. It’s as if your heart has been ripped by the seams, torn from…
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3/30/22
Your birthday You turn thirty today Your lucky year I guess I should be happy for you But I’m not Too upset with the fact That even after five years I still remember your birthday And I can’t chalk up some lame excuse Like it’s the day before my best friend’s Because as true as…
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Pillow Talk
His mattress was on the floor, two pillows dressed up his bed. It gave off the potential of an artist but it looked like he was pretending. He never asked me if I liked his place, probably because he knew that even with my falsity to it all, he could still tell I was lying.…
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Infidelity
His fingers caress the skin on her back, tracing along the lines of her shoulder blades and down the length of her spine. Their bodies are twisted within white bed sheets, surrounding their limbs and heated flesh as they calm their breaths. Her bones continue to tremble from his doing, eyes still closed from the…
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6 Songs to Help Heal a Broken Heart
Heartbreak is, unfortunately, part of the human experience. Whether you’re in your teens or you made it past the “young romance” stage, there’s a decent chance you’ve had that one soul-crushing breakup that made you doubt whether love can last. While true love is certainly out there, we know that sometimes you just need to…
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What Does It Truly Mean To Be Single?
BY: Rochelle Jones Single. The word itself packs a double-sided punch. There’s a sense of pride and excitement about being single. You’re independent; you don’t have to make decisions based on others. There are no birthdays, anniversaries, family gatherings, or holidays to stress over with your significant other. You have total authority over your own…
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A Story for the Heartbroken
This is a story written for a broken heart. This is a story that will give you hope. *** This is a story for you who thinks you are not good enough. You who look in the mirror and see nothing but the words they call themselves. A blackened reflection of what was. This is…
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Organ Breaker
Dear Organ Breaker, I think you need to know about the path of destruction you leave in your wake. I walk outside and see the piles of weeping bodies you leave behind. They are stuck in perpetual motion of attempting to pick up the pieces of their now broken vitality. Even when they are able…
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We Don’t Need You
One of the worst things a man can do is underestimate the capabilities of a woman. Some men despise a woman’s ability to call them out on their bullshit. They shrink like little boys at a rally because their ego can’t handle the truth. But in order not to let the truth be told, they…
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I Don’t Believe in Love
The girl’s hands tightened as the question she pondered over was said. However, once the question left her mouth, a thickened silence had fallen over both her and the boy who stood in front of her. She knew this was going to happen. The girl had been in this situation many times before, and all…
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24 and Single With No Desire to Mingle
Unless you are a book boyfriend from any of the books I am reading, or Manny Montana or William Levy or Sebastian Stan or Jay Ellis or any of the hot men from HBO’s “Insecure,” please do not enter my vicinity. My department is closed, this mansion is unavailable. No, sir. No, thank you. Not…